The Mighty little Arab...

Well, Omar discovered that I had gotten rid of the mess in the pan and was quick to question me as to why I had flushed it.

I told him "Omar, there are certain things that I can tolerate being cooked on my stove, but when they are still moving when I see them, that is taking things a bit too far...".

He said "You do not understand the custom of my land and the dishes that we eat to sustain our customs."

I said "Customs be damned... you ain't cookin no frickin roaches in MY pot on My stove !!!" with that heated reply, he meekly retreated and I decided that perhaps I needed a beer to cool the flames.

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